Why do I sing such sad laments
That break the aching heart already
Shaking up the heart's contents
Yet move beyond quite steady?
Move on to cheerier thoughts, I say
Be quick, my friend, to search for bliss
Put far behind the gloomier day
And search for that extra special kiss.
Life is a mix of the happy and sad
No day comes without some sorrow
Seek that which makes you sing the glad
And do not tomorrow's trouble borrow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem